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#Miche Zacharius domestic
axoxtxhxh · 3 years
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May i get the word bedroom with miche with? Thanks 💜
So this became very domestic 😆 it’s also modern au and I’m not sure if it’s obvious enough in the writing. Also, this contains a lot of headcanons I have for Miche so I hope you like it! Thank you so much for the request!❤️ I really love this one.
Miche - Bedroom
Miche never really considered himself to be a sentimental guy. He liked saving small things from trips he took, times he hung out with his friends, awards, photos, and the like. He never thought he was someone to get attached to anything. That is until his parents called him and told him they were moving and he needed to clean out his old bedroom.
As he walked up the steps to his childhood room, he couldn’t help but think about it being the last time he would do it. He loved that house. That was his home. Yeah, he hadn’t actually lived there for years, but he was always comforted by the fact that it was here, waiting for him.
He turned the handle to his bedroom door and stepped inside. It was almost like walking into the past. His parents never went in there anymore except for the random times his mom would go in to dust. He planned to only take an hour to get the things he wanted to keep and the rest could be tossed, but now that he stood there, he knew that wouldn’t be the case.
Trophies and medals he won from volleyball tournaments sat on the shelves above his desk. He laughed at the trophy on the end that he won playing mini golf with Erwin and Hange. They were all surprised when he got a hole-in-one on the final hole and when given a choice between a trophy or a free game, he chose the trophy knowing every time he looked at it, he would remember how much fun they had. Maybe he was more sentimental than he thought.
The little cork board he had held pictures of him and Erwin while they were in high school, some from college. Even more photos of them when they met Hange and the summer they all housesat for Hange’s uncle who basically lived in a castle. He was definitely going to need a bigger box to take all of it.
Miche turned around and sat on his bed, sighing. He rested his arms behind him and looked around the room. His drum set was gathering dust in the corner and he wondered if there was a way he could fit it in his apartment. He noticed a small box tucked in the corner of his closet and he stood up to get it, returning to his spot on the bed to go through its contents.
It seemed like more photos of his time during college, photos of him with his dad when they used to go camping every summer when he was younger, some random plane tickets from trips he took. At the bottom of the box, were old letters and he pulled them out, carefully opening them and reading.
“Hey, are you staying for dinner?” Miche’s older sister, Amari, walked in the room. “Mom wants to know how much food to make.”
“Do you remember these?” He held up the letters and she walked over to look at them.
“Are these the letters you sent me from camp?” She took the ones Miche had in his hand and read them, smiling to herself. “You were such a baby, ‘I think Mom sent me here because we fight too much and it makes her angry. Let’s not fight anymore so I can come home. I promise to play whatever game you want when I come back. Please tell Mom.’ You really hated that place”
“I was small then.” Miche laughed. “Everyone picked on me.”
“Well things have certainly changed since then.” She handed him the letters.
“Mom! Eri’s not sharing his game.” Miche’s nephew ran into the room.
“Tell him I said to share.” She told, brushing the blonde boy’s hair back. “Did you say ‘hi’ to your uncle?”
“Hi, Uncle Miche.” The boy was half hiding behind his mom’s leg and Miche smiled at him. “I told him, but he still isn’t sharing.”
“Fine, let’s go talk to him.” She turned to leave and quickly turned back. “So are you staying?”
“Yeah, I’ll stay.” Miche nodded, standing up and grabbing the little boy’s body to put him on his shoulders. Miche laughed as the boy giggled. “Let’s go scare your brother.”
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onyxoverride · 3 years
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Miche with pets would be hilarious because he'd probably baby them. Build them their own patio and backyard. Cats, dogs? No those are papa's little ladies and lads who need extra treats with their dinner.
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onyxoverride · 3 years
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The Five Things
alt. title: On A Yacht
Miche Zacharius x Reader
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◙warnings: semi-public (yacht + friends), silly?? Idk? Domestic-ish?? creampie, smut (18+) minors and ageless blogs do not interact
◙word count: 2.4k
◙summary: “Miche is everything you need him to be — kind, rich, handsome, well hung, and utterly fucking in love with you.”
◙note: this is for @welcometotheclubhoe All Around the World Collab!! For the prompt "On a Yacht" I’ll be the first to admit this is not my best work, but it is some silly excuse for smut and it’s Miche which I’ll take also I got stressed today and cried (I'm okay don't worry) so I know it's not the best pls just take it I'm sorry and I'm so disappointed in myself I'm so sorry Jay
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Miche is everything you need him to be — kind, rich, handsome, well hung, and utterly fucking in love with you.
To be fair, you only knew one part of that fatal quintuple kill when you met him. Some bar in the evening, you were new in town, freshly moved into an apartment building and didn't recognize his last name like everyone else would. Well, everyone local, at least.
He was handsome (still is and always will be.) Thin white shirt, muscles straining the material, hair falling over his eyes and a little smile that had every woman in a 20-mile radius fawning for him. It was a one in a million chance he was even there because you've come to know he doesn't really like bars that much. Miche thought you were cute too, but honestly, he didn't even plan on making a move that night.
But you were drinking a white Russian, it reminded you of coffee ice cream, and you couldn't help but off-handedly say, "god, what would I do for some ice cream right now."
Miche bit his lips before speaking, "there's a place down the road, a few blocks from here that's still open…"
Sure, you glanced at him through the night but it's not like you thought he'd want to speak with you, but who are you to turn down a chance?
"What's your name?" You're already getting up, setting down money to pay your own tab.
"Miche…" and usually he would tack on his last night like he was taught all his life but he just wanted to be Miche tonight. Not a Zacharius.
"Well, Miche, show me?"
He looks a bit startled that you took him up on his offer but he goes to pay and when he stands, he almost takes your breath away with how staggeringly tall he is. Now, a very tall handsome man is taking you for ice cream in the late evening in a town you haven't memorized the layout of yet, but there are people everywhere and your phone is your best friend so you should be fine.
And you were more than fine, he's as charming as he is handsome. Jumping around from topic to topic, starting at ice cream and ending with a trade of phone numbers.
You already thought he was kind when the two of you started texting but he continued to prove it throughout the three weeks you two started going on dates. Walking you to your apartment door, opening every single door, paying for all the meals and date plans despite your protests. The man even helped an old lady across the street one time — It's like he was spit out of a movie, some silly romcom.
You eventually gave up trying to pay for anything because he is stubborn about it, though it still does nag at the back of your head every time he pulls out that sleek black card. But you’re new in town, bank account gasping for air and job slowly rolling in checks, so you are grateful for everything he’s done. He never expects anything from you though. For the most part, he just wants to hold your hand and spend time with you and he is the equivalent of a giant puppy who has easily worked your way into your heart. You're not going to say no when he wants to go on a restaurant date near the port, overlooking the ocean or rent out a place on the beach just for you two.
Starting the fourth week of dates you invited him into your apartment, after heavy petting and making out in his Jeep. It was tempting, you were tempting, all fluttery lashes and pouting but instead, he backed off. Said, “I don’t want this to just be… I want you to be my girlfriend okay? Not just some dates and a hookup.”
Granted he wasn’t the most eloquent and planned at least one more date before asking you to officially be his but you gave him a reserved smile.
“I’d love that.”
And Miche swears his heart could beat out of his chest. He tried to hide his excitement but again, he’s like a giant puppy, grasping onto you and leaving butterfly kisses over your face while the two of you laugh. It’s a gamble for you both but flowered into something wonderful over the years.
The “rich” and “well hung” parts about him you found out a week later after officially becoming his girlfriend. Invited back into his own apartment for the first time, which you wish he brought you to sooner because you still have no idea what Miche does for a living. But you were way too focused on how his hands knead your skin and how his dick split you open. You also found out he is a god at prepping you to take him, making you fall apart on his fingers or tongue at least once before he worked the tip of his huge dick into you.
The next morning there was a soreness between your legs and a warmth surrounding you, and you finally get a moment to breathe and take in your surroundings properly. Miche is under you (a sight which you have come to love more and more every time you see it), there are floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking the prettiest and most expensive parts of the port, almost everything in his apartment is sleeked and curved with some gilded accents. Whomst the fuck is this man to be able to afford this stuff?
Slowly he is stirring, gruff and raspy morning voice greeting you. It makes your thighs clench, your pussy has no right to be paying full attention to that when you are curious of his occupation.
You tap your fingers on his chest from where you are perched, “Miche,” you feel his hum in his chest, “I think it’s time for you to tell me what you do for a living.”
It’s not like he truly meant to keep it from you, but he kind of did. He just wanted to be like every other guy with you but he was going to have to tell you this sooner or later.
“You could work for the mafia or something for all I know-”
“No, it’s actually the opposite kinda,” he can feel your fingers twirling around the hair of his happy trail.
"I'm a PI."
"Pee?"
He lets out a short laugh, "no, like private investigator."
“Oh, okay.” That makes sense, you guess.
You wonder if he investigated you a bit when you two started your little romance. You don’t exactly have anything to hide though there are some recent peculiar porn searches that include the keywords “tall guy” or “size difference” that you’d prefer he never find.
“I’m also a Zacharius.”
“Oh? That is kinda important information Miche,” there is dread pent up in his stomach because he knows that. Being a part of the family that owns most of the town and known for their security system is important to know about the guy you are dating. How many times have you seen the name “Zacharius” written on alarms or safes?
But part of you gets it. How many chances does he have to be just like every other guy?
“I know, fuck I’m sorry-”
“It’s okay, Miche.”
“You’re not mad?”
“Depends, how good are you at making coffee?”
It’s like nothing changed for you. Still that same quirky little smile and caressing his chest.
Lucky for you, he is very good at making coffee. Even if he wasn’t, he’d learn for you.
Then two years pass of blissful dating — meeting his parents and his friends, seeing how growing up in a rich family has affected him with occasional explanations of stuff he never used to worry about, and he still shows his puppy-love so clearly for you.
On a more fun note, he takes you on adventures. Vacations to anywhere you wish, flights to cities you’ve never been to, and boat trips on his yacht…
Which is where you are now — a sizable yacht with his family’s name scrawled in gold on the side, paired with a bartender and a driver so Miche, you, and his friends don’t need to worry about a single thing. Erwin is on the back of the boat with Levi, same with Hanji and Moblit, while you would rather linger on the top front level to soak in the sun with a pink cocktail in hand. And Miche is wearing those tiny 3’ inseam shorts that are risky game with the size of his cock. Though that just makes everything more fun. Plus, his ass is cute and his thick thighs on display… what a ride.
There’s a strikingly cold presence on your shoulder that makes you yelp, that’s responded with Miches laughing. It’s just a bottle of water since he makes sure you stay hydrated while drinking in the sun.
“You’re mean,” but you are giggling along with him while he stands next to your lounge chair.
“Oh yes, so so mean for giving you water. Which you need.”
You can feel the boat rock a bit and Hanji scream-laughing (probably at Levi who often looks like a grumpy cat when he gets wet.)
“They seem busy…” the glint in your eyes is something he knows well, along with your hand trailing up his thigh and playing with the edge of his shorts. You have no right to be so enticing but he’s on the same page easily, fingers at the tops of your knees to pinch at your inner thighs.
“They do.”
He straddles the lounge chair, sitting between your thighs and you watch how his shorts have to stretch vulgarly over his cock. There are freckles on his thighs that you love to kiss but for now, he spreads your legs open, thumbing over your bathing suit bottoms to feel your cunt.
Neither of you should be so ready to fuck so out in the open and near his friends but… again, who are you to turn down a chance?
Bottoms set gently next to your chair (usually he would throw it but you’re on a boat and he doesn’t want to be scolded for tossing your bathing suit off the deck) and he’s already working in a finger while sucking on your clit, making you arch back into the chair and grasp at his hair. Being worshipped by a man who loves you on his yacht? A holy experience.
Tongue rolling over your clit and two fingers twisting inside you, he waits until you are bucking up into his face to pull away fully and lick up all your juices sticking to his fingers. Shimmying off his own shorts until they are with your bottoms, you get a full view of his pale ass that leaves you laughing while he leans over you.
“Stop it,” he whines while kissing your face.
“Sorry baby, but you’re mooning everyone right now and I can’t help it!”
Instead of trying to get you to stop laughing, he just keeps his hands on you. Groping at your chest after working your bikini top over your breasts and grinding his cock over your cunt, kissing at you all the while, even if he tastes sunscreen just a bit.
The fact that people could see you though is what gets your laughter to die down and your skin to feel hot. They could see Miche fucking you open on the deck of his yacht… You pull him closer, thighs propped over his own, and meet his grinds in full.
“Want you,” the sun is stinging his back while he works his dick into you, watching how it pulls tight around him and grasping onto your hips to keep himself from thrusting too harshly into you. But fuck, he can feel your pussy fluttering and gushing around him while he slowly rocks in. You have even less patience than him, pushing your own hips down for him to be balls-deep already and start fucking you.
So, he does. Hands pressing bruises into your hips and thighs while he thrusts and letting you claw at his back and nip at his lips. The stretch of his cock still burns a bit because everything needs to be rushed when you are so out in the open, and even that pleasurable pain sends you closer to the edge Miche is taking you to.
“You’re loud, baby,” it takes a moment to realize he’s not talking about your voice, he’s talking about the euphorically loud sounds of your cunt taking him with every rock of his hips.
“F’you,” you look cock drunk and fucked out already, and you can practically feel him pulse inside you at your answer, head pushed against the chair to roll thrusts into his. The moans you’ve been pushing out are silenced by his lips, a thumb pushing into your clit and he eats your little yelps up until he is bursting at the seems with you. Filling you with thick viscous cum while your cunt grips him like a vice and you are sent into your own orgasm.
He keeps a firm grip on your thighs as they shake, kissing your shoulder until your nails release him and he leans back on his calves. He doesn’t slip out of you, not yet. He takes a moment to just look at you trying to catch your breath with your tits out and blissfully ditzy.
He leans to grab the water again for you and your bikini bottoms, somehow working them up your legs before slipping his cock out and letting his cum flood into the crotch.
“That’s kinda hot,” knowing his cum is going to be inside you and leaking out into the bikini is really going to get him going again if he keeps thinking about it.
“I’ll let you see later,” you watch him situate his tiny shorts on again, sipping at the water he brought for you.
“Mm. Even hotter,” he leans to kiss your forehead, pressing two fingers into the seat of your bottoms to watch your squirm, “promise?”
“Promise.”
You don’t need to tell him that his whole back is red and burnt due to your endeavors, he’ll feel it in a minute.
Oh, that “utterly in fucking love with you” part? Well, he’s hoping to prove that with a pretty little ring set in a black velvet box that’s been stashed in his bedside table drawer for at least a month now. But he has to take you back to that ice cream shop a few blocks down from the bar where you met him.
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onyxoverride · 3 years
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onyxoverride · 3 years
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Fucking AHHHHH again I'm so inactive nowadays and now school is starting soon 😭 BUT I'm writing behind the scenes so here are the upcoming stories so reply to this and tell me what and if you want to be [AUGUST] tagged!
Also idk when or what order they'll be posted in because life!! I think fallen angel Maki first and then the rest!
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• Aki Hayakawa from Chainsaw Man x Reader
• Coffee Shop AU with Barista! Miche Zacharius x Reader for Mel's Java Shop Collab! [Due August 7th]
• Choso x Reader for Mel's Java Shop Collab (still haven't decided which AU, so far its also coffee shop hehe) [Due August 7th]
• Fallen Angel! Soulmate! Maki Zenin x Reader for Stari's 300 Event [August 10th]
Also just to plan ahead for all of August so far!
• Househusband! Zeke Jaeger x Reader for Marquies Domestic Collab [August 17th]
• Vampire! Miche Zacharius x Fledgling Vampire! Reader, PREQUEL to Black Cherry Widow where Miche turns the Reader and some of their ~history~ [August 20th]
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